Before the heat wave hit, we went to visit a nearby botanical garden. And by "we went to visit," I mean that our family of 7 walked in like a boss and owned the place.
|Dominating like the Flying Angels in a V formation.|
In my mind, we looked sort of like this:
|photo courtesy of Alan Wilson|
Other than parting crowds as we walked by, we loved the place and stayed all day. It was beautiful!
If you're looking for a good date night movie, I'd recommend Interstellar. We just rented it on Redbox. It's a little intense, but in a good way.
I like those deeply symbolic movies where things aren't really supposed to be understood all the way.
Probably because it allows me to feel very smart indeed when someone complains, "I didn't get that movie!" and I can just polish my monocle and sniff, "Oh, really? I rather enjoyed it."
Phillip, who's been on a smoothie kick lately, whipped up something inventive for our movie night.
|Happy not to have to share with short people who backwash.|
Strawberry, sugar, almonds, and coconut. Mmmmmm.
The following is a real conversation overheard between my kids at the store:
7-year-old: [looking at the checkout aisle candy] We should get some of this!
9-year-old: Since when do we ever get candy when we go to the store? Unless we're lucky and we go with Dad.
11-year-old: But he only buys it for us because he wants some himself.
I didn't realize that my children were so aware of the way things work in our house!
We're having our annual Great Camera Debate. We get a new digital camera just about every year, usually because it's been thrown, poked, played with, or dropped in the toilet one too many times by the kids.
I always say we should just get a cheap one because then when the kids inevitably break it, it's not the end of the world to replace. But then the picture quality isn't that great. Phillip says he's tired of cheap, crappy cameras and that we should get a nice(r) one. I usually restate my argument and we end up with another inexpensive and mediocre camera.
By the way, here are the reasons we need a new camera:
- Baby jammed the lens cover halfway open, now the lens has a permanent scratch
- Plastic rings around the zoomy thing have all started to fall off for some reason
- Cover over the battery and memory card pops open whenever it feels like it
- Half the time, pictures look like this one:
|This was a really bad sandwich that I burnt in the broiler, so the out-of-focus actually improves its appearance.|
So what do you think? Does it make sense to spend some real money on a camera this time around?
A momentous day for Phillip also came when this arrived in the mail:
Well, he broke it, and a new one was ordered the next day.
He was so anxious for the bike to arrive, he's spent the last 5-7 business days at his computer looking up the tracking number and stalking the UPS guy.
"I don't think you understand how excited I am," he tried to explain to me when I sort of laughed at this behavior. "Aside from the day we got married—"
I raised an eyebrow.
"—and the day the kids were born—"
I could see him trying to read in my eyes if there were some other really significant dates he should be including in his disclaimer.
"—this will be, like, the best day of my life."
So after all that waiting, here she is.
Arrived on Tuesday at 10:07 AM, weighing 29 lbs 10 oz. Both dad and bike are doing fine. We can't say enough good things about the UPS guy who delivered her.
I was just minding my own business, wasting time on YouTube the other night, when confronted with this ad.
Dancing at the party with the pee sample cups (1:26)?? As someone who's peed in a cup probably close to a hundred times at her OBs office for the better part of 10 years, I can assure you that it's nowhere near as fun as that video makes it look.
But go and get your kidneys checked, I guess.